Marlene rather liked birthdays, her own included, but she wasn’t especially effervescent about it. Not for her, ‘birthday week’. She liked modest celebration of her birthday but was not strange about it as I am/was. She revelled most in the fact that on my birthday she was now a year younger than I, for three days.
Travels with Myself
A Journal of Discovery and Transition
Doug Jordan, Author
Travels with Myself, Part II